
BHUMI'S POV:
A sharp gasp tore from my throat as he swung me upward, his shoulder digging into my ribs with a grunt. “H-Hey, leave me!” I thrashed in his grip, arms flailing, legs kicking against the air. Then a sudden slap landed low, startling heat blooming across my skin. I let out a muffled squeal, the sting rippling through me like a struck chord, lingering in places I couldn’t name.

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